123: Chapter 123 The Ambush on the Desert Highway! The Temptation of One Hundred Million Dollars? Just a Money-Giving Boy!

Early in the morning, the sunrise over the Taklamakan was magnificent and desolate.

After clearing out the entire ancient city of Loulan, Su Yang and his group finally embarked on their journey home.

Four spirited paper-crafted camels, carrying the group laden with spoils and that massive bundle of luggage, flew rapidly three feet above the desert, leaving behind trails of afterimages.

"Boss, are we heading back just like that?"

Reba sat in a leather sofa on the back of the camel, holding a jade rabbit she had swiped from the ancient city, looking somewhat unsatisfied.

"This desert doesn't seem as scary as the legends say. I thought we'd encounter sandstorms or quicksand."

"That's because I'm here."

Su Yang lay on the camel in front, leisurely soaking up the sun.

"If it were anyone else, that wave of ten thousand ghosts walking last night would have been enough to gnaw them until not even a scrap remained."

"However..."

Su Yang changed the subject, his gaze shifting to the lonely road winding along the edge of the desert ahead.

"True trouble often doesn't lie with ghosts and gods, but with the human heart."

"The human heart?" Reba asked, puzzled.

"Is that the extraction point ahead?"

Su Yang didn't explain, instead pointing to an off-road vehicle parked on the side of the road ahead.

That was Wang Dali, who was responsible for the extraction.

This man had been guarding the edge of the desert for a day and a night, his eyes dark with fatigue, and when he saw Su Yang and his group descending from the sky riding paper camels, he nearly shed tears.

"Consultant Su! You're finally out! I thought..."

"Thought we wouldn't make it back?"

Su Yang jumped off the camel and waved his hand, and the four paper camels turned into yellow paper and burned to ash.

"Alright, enough with the sentimentality. Drive, let's go to the airport."

"You got it!"

The group transferred to the off-road vehicle.

Because there were so many people, it was a bit cramped inside the car. Su Yang sat in the passenger seat, while Reba, Ye Yuqing, and Liu Waner squeezed into the back seat. As for Mary and Chu Ling...

Because they disliked the stuffy smell inside the car, they simply floated on the roof, calling it "convertible cruising."

The off-road vehicle sped along the straight desert highway.

All around was the endless Gobi Desert, where occasionally one could see a few dead Populus euphratica trees, clawing at the air in the wind.

"Consultant Su, we're approaching 'Ghost Gate Bend' ahead."

Wang Dali said while driving.

"That place has treacherous terrain, with wind-eroded rock pillars on both sides. Car accidents happen there often, so hold on tight."

"Ghost Gate Bend?"

Su Yang looked at the canyon terrain ahead, which looked like the work of a master craftsman, and a playful smile curled the corners of his lips.

"Nice name. It's suitable for a funeral."

"Stop the car."

"Huh?" Wang Dali was stunned. "Stop here? There's nothing around for miles..."

"I told you to stop."

Su Yang's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unquestionable authority.

"Screech!"

Wang Dali slammed on the brakes instinctively.

The car came to a steady stop five hundred meters from the entrance of the canyon.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Ye Yuqing leaned over and asked. "Are we catching ghosts again?"

"Not ghosts. People."

Su Yang pushed the door open and got out, stretched, and shouted toward the empty canyon:

"Hey! Friends up ahead!"

"Isn't it hot lying on the rocks in this weather? Be careful, or you'll turn into teppanyaki!"

Silence.

Only the sound of the wind wailing through the rocks.

"Consultant Su, who are you talking to?" Wang Dali looked confused.

"A bunch of... money-grubbers who want my life."

Su Yang sneered, picked up a stone from the ground, weighed it in his hand, and then threw it violently toward a rock pillar on the left!

"Whoosh!"

The stone whistled through the air and hit a shadow at the top of the rock pillar with precision.

"Bang!"

"Ouch!"

A scream rang out, followed by a figure wearing a ghillie suit and holding a sniper rifle rolling off the rock pillar and crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Exposed! Attack!"

With that roar, the previously dead-silent canyon instantly erupted into chaos.

Swish, swish, swish—

Dozens of figures jumped out from behind the rocks on both sides, from the sand, and even from the dead trees.

They wore uniform black combat suits and skull masks, wielding all sorts of weapons—guns, cold weapons, and some even held staves and Talismans.

This was a fully armed elite assassin group that combined technology and metaphysics!

"The Yellow Springs Assassin Group?!"

Wang Dali's face turned pale instantly when he saw the spider lily emblem on their chests.

"Consultant Su, run! This is the top international assassin organization! They've never failed!"

"Run?"

Su Yang looked at the group of murderous assassins as if he were looking at a bunch of walking ATMs.

"Run where?"

"A 100 million dollar bounty; if it were me, I'd risk my life for it too."

The lead assassin was a tall, burly man holding a ghost-head broadsword still dripping with blood. His voice was hoarse:

"Su Yang, someone paid 100 million dollars for your head."

"Will you do it yourself, or should we help you make it decent?"

"Decent?"

Su Yang laughed.

"I like decent people."

He turned his head to look at Mary and Chu Ling on the roof of the car.

"Girls, we've got work."

"These people have not only money but also plenty of good equipment on them."

"The old rule: whoever grabs it, keeps it!"

"The one with the sword is mine!"

Chu Ling was the first to jump down, her eyes locked on that ghost-head broadsword.

"That sword has Evil Qi! I want to practice sword techniques too!"

"Then I'll take the ones with the guns!"

Mary elegantly opened her parasol, and a sharp blade popped out from the tip.

"Their blood smells... very energetic."

"Kill! Leave no one alive!"

The assassin leader gave the order.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Gunfire erupted.

Countless bullets, mixed with armor-piercing rounds and even spirit-energy bullets engraved with runes, poured toward Su Yang.

"Child's play."

Su Yang stood where he was, not even lifting a hand.

"Golden Light Curse!"

Hum!

A faint layer of golden light instantly enveloped the entire convoy.

Clang, clang, clang!

The moment all the bullets touched the golden light, it was as if they had hit a wall of copper and iron; they were all deflected and fell to the ground, covering it in a layer.

"What... what kind of defense is this?!"

The assassins were stunned.

They were using magic-breaking bullets specifically designed for magic practitioners!

"It's our turn!"

Chu Ling let out a strange cry and charged out like a cannonball.

"Great Mighty Dragon... no, wait, Zombie Iron Head Technique!"

Boom!

She slammed her head directly into an assassin holding a shield.

Both the person and the shield were sent flying twenty meters away, embedded into the rock.

"Hand it over!"

Chu Ling grabbed the ghost-head broadsword, swinging it with great force.

"Good sword! Heavy enough!"

On the other side, Mary's figure weaved through the crowd like a phantom.

"Sir, your marksmanship is too poor."

"Sir, your neck is a bit dirty. Let me help you wash it."

Pfft! Pfft!

Every time a red shadow flashed by, an assassin fell, a thin line of blood appearing on their neck.

In less than three minutes.

The dozens of top assassins who were initially aggressive were reduced to just their commander—the burly man with the ghost-head broadsword.

"Are... are you human or ghosts?!"

The burly man looked at the pile of his companions' corpses and the two girls comparing their loot, and his mental state collapsed.

The intel didn't say Su Yang had these kinds of monsters with him!

"I'm human. They... aren't really, to be honest."

Su Yang walked up to the burly man and patted his stiff cheek.

"Speak up. Who placed the order?"

"There are rules in the trade! I won't say it even if I die..."

"If you don't talk, I'll throw you to that zombie."

Su Yang pointed to Chu Ling, who was testing the sword.

"She's learning anatomy lately and is short on a cadaver to practice on."

The burly man looked at Chu Ling's excited expression, then at the broadsword that used to be his, and trembled all over.

"I'll talk! I'll talk!"

"It's... it's a conglomerate from overseas! I think it's called... Eternal Life Biotech!"

"Eternal Life Biotech?"

Su Yang narrowed his eyes.

This name seemed to have a thousand intricate connections to the Artificial God project he had seen on the doctor's computer.

"It seems the financier behind these God Hunters can't sit still anymore."

Su Yang nodded.

"Fine, seeing as you're so cooperative, I'll make it quick."

"Yuqing, clean up the battlefield!"

"Take all these weapons, equipment, and their wallets, gold teeth, and watches—take everything!"

"These are all imports; they can sell for a lot of money!"

"You got it, Boss!"

Ye Yuqing, along with Liu Waner and Reba, began the familiar process of looting the bodies.

Watching this group of "bandits" who not only killed but also looted, the only remaining Wang Dali was left in a daze in the wind.

Is this guy really a consultant for Bureau 749?

He's more of a bandit than the bandits themselves!

"Let's go, back to Jiangzhou."

Su Yang sat back in the car, looking at the pile of loot in the trunk, feeling great.

"This trip wasn't in vain. Not only did I get the Spirit Bead, but I also got so much starting capital."

"When we get back, I'll put the submarine modification project on the agenda!"

"Eternal Life Biotech? God Hunters?"

"Wash your necks and wait. Your Grandpa Su is coming to deliver some warmth to you soon!"